So, this morning we had a look around to see if we could see any signs of the owls from last night - at first couldn't see anything but then I noticed this little chap sitting by the tree under where the nest box is located. He looked a bit sleepy and bedraggled. We couldn't see the other juvenile, or parents, anywhere so took the decision to catch the youngster and return him to the next box.
Jim stood in front of the owl to make it look at him, while I crept around the back with a towel. Very carefully I covered the back and wings of the youngster and gently lifted it off the branch, then Jim took hold of it and climbed up the ladder towards the box - as they got closer to the box the owl started to wriggle so Jim fair sprinted the last few rungs just in time to allow the owl to whizz straight into the opening of the nest box - so it was obviously very pleased to get back!
Hopefully we haven't messed things up, but we really felt that the youngster would be in danger out in the open (lots of feral cats and foxes around) as it seems it can't fly at the moment.
Fingers crossed